Saturday, December 06, 2008
I'm a Beer Runner now!
Last Thursday I joined a local running club. After a month of doing virtually no exercise, it felt good to get out. I realized that I was a little out of shape and so was going to have to take it slowly. The run was perfect for that--it was a 2.9 mile jog to a place called The Prohibition Taproom.
I started off nice and easy like everybody else. Then somehow, through my own stupidity, I ended running behind the really fast guy who was trying to get in a short work out. Needless to say, that didn't last long. I found someone else who was running about my pace (Eric) and we jogged down to the bar. When I got there I felt surprisingly good.
After a few beers (That is the secondary--or primary, depending on who you ask--purpose of the club), I felt even better! That was when club president Dave asked me a question.
Dave: Do you need a ride back?
Stupid, moronic, hubris-filled, idiot Javier: No thanks. Is there anybody who wants to jog back with me?
I never left the house yesterday, and I'm still sore today. Let's see how I do next week.